Saturday, August 4, 2007
Clarity
Clarity, the bird with a broken wing fluttering in a puddle of oil and water. Compassion, the child who picks it up, wrapping it in a jacket on his way to school. Tracing circles about a playground, jungle gym kids watch the boy and little bird, mock him for being a sissy and not killing it like...
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Friday, August 3, 2007
The Calling
As a child, I remember putting a shell to my ear, and hearing the greatness of time and ocean calling, of secrets revealed in sound waves, whose interpretation I did not yet understand. There was a pull from you to me, even then... Under Casablancan skies and the great Atlantic, a mystery was...
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Thursday, August 2, 2007
Risen Word
On the road to suffering, scarred and bleeding you carried us all. A cross so heavy, yet not heavier than the weight of sin that drove the nails deep. Demons mocked in human form, venom and vinegar raised on a sponge. An army of angels waited for Your call, you took the bitter cup, the curse...
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Wednesday, August 1, 2007
Cubicle Dreams
My calendar shows an endless beach, white sand, one lone palm tree stretching in camera's view. I sit and gaze from inside cubicle chamber walls, dreaming. August call. You and I lounging toes in sand, cool drink in hand, generous on the kisses and suntan oil. Life of leisure, imagination stretches...
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Sunday, July 29, 2007
To My Best Friend from Childhood
A slice of sunlight breaks through the crack of gray. Dance of the willow wind and whippoorwill under a fragmented sky. A golden retriever plays with his cloth toy under the clothes line, tugs on memories with each pull. The sound of children laughing, sprinklers spraying, slip and slides carrying...
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Saturday, July 28, 2007
Love is Constant
You lay under your dark covers, dream of perfection as you quietly embrace the quiet. The miles seem endless, but the dream is never hopeless. Morning shares its portion of light to give you direction. The angels gather close to keep you on course. Steady along the mountain road, and safe on the...
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Friday, July 27, 2007
Literary Memory
Mocking bird dips in a dark puddle. Morning still hasn't broken all the shadows. Distant train rumbles to the call of John Galt. I sit and read, remembering Mark Twain workshops at university; how words were fashioned and striked out, and poets cried under the red marker. I look back with fondness,...
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Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Depression
Placed inside a golden metal bowl with a lid, lock and key in place. No where to go but in circles. There are no windows here, only this rain drowning, rusting away the illusion of gold. All value evaporates; a mere vapor takes the place of sun and clouds. There is nothing left only the memory of a...
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I drive on
The sky is smudged with a red sunrise. Somewhere a sailor takes warning. I drive with faith in my tank, along a narrow road, where on my right and on my left are revines that drop to Hades. It's hard to look straight ahead, when road signs point me anywhere but where I'm going. With eyes wide open...
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Sunday, July 22, 2007
Ozark Bounty
Bumping clouds make their way over blackberry patches in a valley far below. Scent of sugar and spice rises from a coffee shop tucked in the wildflower hills of southern Missouri. The sound of banjos strumming casually echoes from the wooden porches of lazy afternoons where potato salad and baked...
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